This is just my previous entry translated using the Snoop Dogg Shizzolator, courtesy of the always-entertaining anticrew. I found it amusing, though not nearly as vulgar as expected!

Well, thank goodness fo' accountants." (There's a phrase yo' ass don't hear izzall that often." )

I took my taxes over Miss accountant last night, 'n brizzle ran into da same problem as I did -- da software would not take da childcare deductions I'm trying make, know what I'm sayin'? She had override izzall da fields, but in doing so gots me a refund, know what I'm sayin'? We'll see if da government agrees."

Afterwards I izzle dinner wit Pinky, 'n then wuz off jam wit da original band." Since I wuz late, we didn't has a lot of time n' shit. We worked a bit on one of da songs that Drummer 'n I has written, know what I'm sayin'? It felt strange playing that shiznit, singing da new words, 'n hearing two other fools playing along fo' da first time n' shit.

Tonight we've rented a truck move some of Pinky's furniture cf's. After that, I has try 'n learn da three songs I'm supposed know fo' tomorrow night's Celtic jam n' shit. Gak! Between taxes, insomnia, packing 'n moving, that shiznit's been a crazy week n' shit.

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